Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 778: Supporting Diagon Alley

This evening, on the fifth floor of St. Mungo's, the Curses and Damage Department was overcrowded, and even the corridors were crowded with wizards who had been sent there.

 Because he was sent early, Percy was lucky enough to be assigned a bed, which was in the second ward on the left side of the corridor.

When Kyle and Cedric arrived, Mrs. Weasley was standing there anxiously, constantly looking at the closed door, as if she could see through the solid wooden door if she looked at it enough times. Same.

Mr. Weasley was comforting her.

"Don't worry Molly, she'll be fine." He put one arm around Mrs. Weasley's shoulder and held it tightly with the other.

However, it can be seen from the way he looks at the door from time to time that his heart is not peaceful either.

Bill and Charlie were also there. Among the Weasley family, only the younger Ginny and Ron did not appear here. It must be that Mrs. Weasley did not want them to leave the safe house and did not bring them with them.

As for Fred and George who came just now... they were not far away, like two baboons stepping on a soldering iron, covering their ears with both hands, dancing a dance they couldn't understand... Uh. , or maybe not dancing.

"Mrs. Weasley, how is Percy?" Kyle walked over and asked.

“Yes, Mom.” George also said from the side: “This is all thanks to Mr. Fudge. His timely appearance attracted most of the firepower.”

“Unknown black magic damage, similar to the separation spell, which area should be placed.” The person in charge of carrying the stretcher shouted loudly while walking through the crowded corridor with difficulty.

Kyle just turned his head and looked at it.

“Me too.” He said with a smile: “But it’s a wonderful feeling to have a friend who has the same birthday as me.”

"Thank you..." the healer said. She walked to a wizard lying in the corridor, lowered her head and checked his condition with her wand. "It's the Cruciatus Curse again. It's been a tough day. I hope they can get the herbs here soon." , those in stock have long since bottomed out..."

 “The therapist has been in there for a long time but has not come out…”

Is it possible that the Death Eaters attacked Diagon Alley again after leaving the Ministry of Magic?

 Although I haven’t received the news yet, it seems that this is the current situation. At the same time, it also makes sense why there are so many people in St. Mungo’s.

 Before Mrs. Weasley could speak, he shouted to the back: "How about you stay here? If anything happens, remember to tell us through the summons coin as soon as possible."

Hearing what he said, everyone around him couldn't help laughing. Even Mrs. Weasley stopped sobbing and couldn't help but stepped forward and grabbed their ears.

"Okay, let's go back quickly." Mr. Weasley took this opportunity to say: "The Death Eaters are still wreaking havoc everywhere, and Sirius and the others alone are not enough."

 “There are too many of us, please leave quickly.” Mr. Weasley whispered.

"Excuse me, there are still many people waiting... If you are fine, please leave quickly. There are enough people here."

"I don't know." Mrs. Weasley choked, her face still stained with tears, and she looked like she had just cried.

 “No problem dad, leave it to me!” Bill said.

While making way for the other party, Mrs. Weasley was also pushed out of the corridor by everyone and came to where the stairs were.

"Huh?" Kyle was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it was already early in the morning, and it belonged to the 30th.

"When will he wake up..." Mrs. Weasley wanted to ask more about the specific situation, but as soon as she opened her mouth, the therapist had already pushed them away and walked in the other direction.

“Yes.” George nodded: “Sometimes I always wish that our birthdays could be a few days apart, so that we can enjoy one more birthday dinner every year!”

Mrs. Weasley opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped aside to make way for the therapist.

"I think it can be a little more strict!" Fred, who had just released his ears, couldn't help expressing his opinion, but when Mrs. Weasley looked over, he immediately ran away.

The Flourish and Blott Bookstore clerk was also sent to the fifth floor.

"The situation is not bad." She seemed to be worried about something, and quickly said without waiting for Mrs. Weasley to ask: "Occlumency prevented him from being too seriously injured by the Imperius Curse. Fortunately, he was able to withstand the Cruciatus Curse. It didn't last long and it didn't hurt his soul. Now we just need to wait for him to wake up."

Because of the time, there was no one on this street, only the dim yellow light flashing on and off from the street lamp next to it.

“And Harry, too. Although I’ve known for a long time that your birthdays fall on the same day, I still find it magical at this time every year.”

After a period of heart-wrenching silence, Mr. Weasley stepped forward and hugged her shoulders. He turned to Kyle as if to change the subject and said, "Happy birthday, Kyle."

There was another moment of silence, but this time everyone looked a little strange.

"Don't worry, Molly, didn't the therapist just say Percy was fine?" Mr. Weasley stepped forward to comfort her.

Even though he only glanced at it briefly, he still recognized that the person lying on the stretcher was not an employee of the Ministry of Magic, but an employee of Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. He had seen him several times before when he went to buy books.

"What's the matter? George and I also have the same birthday." Fred curled his lips and said, "It's been like this for so many years, and we don't think there's anything weird about it."

　　"You go back, I have to guard Percy." Mrs. Weasley choked with sobs.

 While talking, two more people were sent over.

The two immediately begged for mercy, and their funny looks made everyone laugh again.

"I know..." Mrs. Weasley said gloomily, "I just... feel a little uncomfortable... Was I too harsh on Percy before..."

At this time, Mr. Weasley and others who had left before had also arrived on the street outside St. Mungo's.

"I don't think this is a good idea," said Mr. Weasley. "As you heard just now, Percy's injury is not serious, so we only need to keep one person...Bill."

When they reached the second floor, they once again passed by an injured person who was brought here. Kyle subconsciously turned his head and glanced.

“Go to the room on the left at the end of the corridor.” The therapist on the fifth floor shouted without looking back: “Put him next to Ollivander, the dean is there!”

As he was talking, the door of the room suddenly clicked open from the inside, and a middle-aged witch with a tired look walked out.

 The two stretcher-bearers immediately ran forward. Bill, who stayed in place, pressed himself as close to the wall as possible to create a wide enough passage.

 Because she was in the middle, there was nothing she could do even if she wanted to do anything. She could only be surrounded and walked downstairs together.

 Looking at the mannequin behind them and the sobbing Mrs. Weasley, no one spoke.

"That's enough, don't say such things again..." Mr. Weasley tried to keep a straight face. "No matter what Fudge is like, he was killed to fight against the mysterious people. We should respect him."

"OK…"

"we know…"

 The two responded lazily.

However, being interrupted by them, the originally sad atmosphere instantly faded a lot.

Everyone also noticed Cedric who had been following Kyle without saying a word.

"Oh, Cedric..." Mrs. Weasley walked over quickly and hugged him tightly, "Sorry kid, we were so panicked before that we never had time to thank you for sending Percy to St. Mungo's in time."

"It's okay, Mrs. Weasley, I just did what I had to do," Cedric said.

"What a good boy, but no matter what, we have to thank you." Mrs. Weasley hugged him again.

But then, she had a bit of a problem.

 Because everyone must go back to Grimmauld Place, but Cedric...

As if aware of her thoughts, Kyle stepped forward in time and said: "It doesn't matter, just before we came here, Professor Dumbledore had invited him to join the Order of the Phoenix and gave him the address of Grimmauld Place. "

 “Really?” Mrs. Weasley’s eyes lit up and she asked immediately.

 “If it was an address…it’s gone, but I remember it being…”

"That's enough kid, don't talk here." Mrs. Weasley grabbed Cedric's arm and interrupted his next words, "Follow me, I think you will show up."

“Of course, I have also obtained the certificate for Apparition.”

"very good…"

 After saying that, Mrs. Weasley took him and left. Seeing this, other people followed suit.

But just when Kyle was about to apparate, a big hand suddenly grabbed him from behind.

Kyle couldn't help but turn around and laughed out loud.

 Charlie was looking at him with a nervous expression.

“You should really take the time to learn this magic.” Kyle said with a smile.

“I want to, but it’s really difficult.” Charlie sighed.

His strong stature was a huge advantage when training dragons, but it also made it difficult for him to learn to apparate.

 It is barely possible if the distance is short, but once the distance is too long, it will definitely break up.

 Charlie is also helpless about this.

 “Okay, hold on tight.”

 Afterwards, Kyle took Charlie back to Grimmauld Place.

By the time they arrived, Cedric had just given the exact address and pointed out the location of No. 12.

 Now there is no need to doubt anymore.

Mr. Weasley took him into the house. After opening the door, they saw Hermione holding a wand.

 Harry, Ron and Ginny also ran over quickly from other places after hearing the noise.

"Don't be nervous Hermione, it's us." Mr. Weasley said softly: "You can relax a little. As long as Dumbledore is fine, it is impossible for Death Eaters to find here."

 “Where were you just now?” Ron asked eagerly.

"Nothing, just something." Mr. Weasley said a little unnaturally. He also didn't want to tell Ron about Percy's injury, lest they make some irrational decisions.

  Judging from previous experience, this kind of worry is still necessary.

"What is it that deserves all of you to go out together?" Ron asked again without giving up.

"Of course it's a matter for the Ministry of Magic." Fred came up from behind and pushed him aside. "Get out of the way. Don't block the way."

George followed him, "These are what we should do. The little devils who haven't graduated yet should go back and do their homework as soon as possible."

Ron was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to say anything. Because if Fred and George didn't want to tell him, they wouldn't.

If he was annoyed by the questions, they might even throw two slime bombs into his room while he was sleeping. Ron was very experienced in this.

"Let me introduce you to a new friend...well, maybe you already know each other." Mr. Weasley turned sideways and pushed the somewhat reserved Cedric forward.

“Cedric Diggory, he just graduated from Hogwarts not long ago, I think you are all familiar with him.”

Several people nodded in unison.

 Cedric, Quidditch captain, president of the Boys' Student Union, they had participated in DA activities together before, so of course they knew each other.

More importantly, Harry once regarded him as his biggest love rival... However, Cedric himself didn't know this yet.

"So, have you joined the Order of the Phoenix?" Harry asked.

 “Order of the Phoenix?” Cedric looked at Kyle subconsciously.

To be honest, he had just heard this name not long ago, and it was only one name. It could be said that he didn’t know the details.

"That's it..." Mrs. Weasley stepped forward to grab Cedric and explained the situation of the Order of the Phoenix to him. Hermione and others were also talking around to help.

On the other side, Kyle, Mr. Weasley, Fred and George had left the room again and came to the square outside.

"It looks like we wanted to go together." Mr. Weasley said, "You must have recognized it just now. The person who was sent to St. Mungo's was the clerk of Flourish and Blotts Bookstore in Diagon Alley."

"Of course, he frequents our store." Fred said, "Those **** Death Eaters cost us a big customer."

Without saying anything else, they disapparated again and arrived at the door of the Leaky Cauldron.

As soon as they appeared, they saw the huge Dark Mark floating in the air.

 The bar was in a mess, with broken wine bottles and rickety tables everywhere.

 “Where is Old Tom?” Fred glanced around and frowned: “Could he be…”

"Probably not." Mr. Weasley immediately shook his head and said, "Tom is a very shrewd person. I guess he probably sensed something was wrong in advance and hid."

 “Maybe…” said George.

Several people walked through the debris-strewn bar to the backyard.

They guessed right. The entrance to Diagon Alley was open, with fires blazing inside. Explosions could be heard everywhere, as well as the shrill laughter of the Death Eaters.

 The shopkeepers are united together and are struggling to resist the Death Eaters' attack.

Kyle even saw someone in the Quidditch boutique holding a precious Firebolt and swinging it like a bat at the curses shot by Death Eaters.

 The next second, the magic spell was knocked aside.

This is not difficult to understand. After all, the Firebolt, as the top broomstick, has a strong protective spell on its wooden handle to ensure that players are not disturbed when flying. Naturally, it can also be used to resist most evil spells.

 It’s just that few people would do this. Even Kyle saw it for the first time.

“Damn it, hasn’t the support from the Ministry of Magic arrived yet?” someone shouted while maintaining the protective spell.

 But the answer he got was indeed the merciless ridicule of the Death Eaters.

 “Don’t waste your efforts.”

“The Ministry of Magic has too much time to take care of itself right now, so it won’t care about you.”

 “That is, we will be treated honestly...”

Before he could finish his words, he was suddenly knocked away by a magical spell and fell to the ground and passed out.

 The Death Eaters turned around one after another, and then saw more curses flying from behind them.

 “Fainted!”

 “Fainted!”

 Because there were other people there, Kyle did not use a wide range of magic or his own box, but only used basic spells and transformation spells to deal with it, but it was still very effective.

 Nearly everyone he targeted was hit by the spell without any accident and lost the ability to resist.

There are also Fred and George. They are a little less powerful than Kyle, but they have many magical props. They will throw some round things around while using magic spells.

Some will emit a thick green mist after the explosion, while others will spray out a sticky, glue-like substance, which is surprisingly effective among Death Eaters.

Even Mr. Weasley has about the same strength as an Auror.

Coupled with the sudden incident, although there were only four of them, they exerted the momentum of more than twenty people and actually gained the upper hand in a short period of time.

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 (End of this chapter)